Prologue Rain fell in a sporadic icy deluge. No true storm, it was nonetheless a persistent enough spattering of ice and water to make the battleground a wet, slushy mess of melting ice, frigid wind, and watered down puddles of mud and fresh blood steaming in the dawning light. It was miserable conditions, even for the already miserable enterprise of war...
"Let me come home." She nearly whimpers. "Don't be like that. You know we could never make it work again." He chastises with a sad smile, his fingers tangling in his long hair as he scratches the side of his head. "I could do anal again." She pleads, laying a delicate hand on his chest and staring up at him through coffee-caramel eyes. "At least once a wee...
Your family is out of town for a week, so I know I have you all to myself for seven heavenly days. Seven days of heat. Of fucking like animals. I want to start it out right. I sneak into your garage, knowing you're working on your beloved muscle car. We both love the low rumble that car makes, the vibrations when you drive it fast, like riding an out-of-...
It is the middle of the last Ice Age, about 50,000 years ago. The Neanderthals roam the Earth, but co-exist with recently arrived tribe of technologically advanced aliens known as the Amazon. Aablar has captured a Amazon dominess and her acolyte and is now the object of a massive search. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * 1. Aablar came from the Clan of the Be...
CHAPTER 1: THE AWAKENING My two sisters and I grew up in a very strict, moral environment. My father was an ordained Episcopal Priest in the only church in town, and my mother was a nurse at the regional hospital. Since I was the oldest of the three I was expected to be the example of morality, purity and good judgment. I took my role very seriously. We li...
Copyright © 2013 Naoko Smith * Diolch yn fawr to Bramblethorn for editing this and the previous two chapters. Please leave comments and feedback for me so I know what works and what doesn't as I write up the rest of this story. This series has two kinds of chapters: story chapters, called '(story)' in the blurb and sex scenes, called '(scene)' in the blu...
This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Please provide feedback, if you choose. All comments appreciated. * * * * * (Mistress Calista is twenty-five, has dark brown hair, green eyes, is five feet four inches tall, weighs one hundred twent...
-------------------------------------------------- May the golden butterfly lead you throughout your reading of the journey of the last MacEirc royal bloodline -------------------------------------------------- Chapter 1 The story began when Coinneach was just a little boy. The servant picked him up and kissed him once on the cheek. Tears streamed dow...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: I know I'm writing these things like hotcakes, right? Shh, let a girl dream. About chapter two being on the Novels and Novellas category... I don't know what happened there. Maybe one of the comments got to me a bit more than I'd like to admit. Vicious :) But it's back to being in Romance, because I've decided it tis so! Romance isn't ju...
Prologue Rain fell in a sporadic icy deluge. No true storm, it was nonetheless a persistent enough spattering of ice and water to make the battleground a wet, slushy mess of melting ice, frigid wind, and watered down puddles of mud and fresh blood steaming in the dawning light. It was miserable conditions, even for the already miserable enterprise of war...